People like them were easy to read and easier to expose. I fixed them with a cold look, unlocked my phone and dialed the police right in front of their faces.
Henry’s smile froze. He leaned in, eyes hard as steel. “You really going to call them?” he scoffed. “Do that and you’ll be paying over a hundred million. Guess I’ll have to leave this to my sister.”
He shouted toward the door, voice dangerous, “Shannon!”
The door opened and a voice I knew too well slid into the room. Shannon stepped in, a hand curled around my phone. “Jerome,” she said, amusement curling at the edges of her words.
“So you’ve learned to call the police.” Her gaze cut to me, cold and precise. “Don’t forget, half your assets are mine. I hear you’re worth over a billion now. I won’t be greedy. Seven hundred million and I’ll sign whatever you want.”
“If you refuse, I’ll post every dirty secret online. Let’s see how you earn another cent. And you’ll pay me seven hundred million, every month. Half your profits must be transferred to my account, on time, from now on.”